Frostbound

Chris

Marcus and I walked around the recently cleared area and checked it over one more time. When I had asked the man where he wanted me to build the Communication Formation, I hadn't expected him to choose here.

I wasn't really expecting anything, but inside one of the rooms of his Manor wasn't it. Outside somewhere or hidden away, maybe, but not just inside one of the rooms.

Well, it's his choice. It isn't that weird.

"This will take a while. A few days at least." I said so he didn't feel the urge to stay and watch. Having an audience would just be weird.

"That's fine. I need to catch up on things anyway. You're welcome to call on Gregory for anything you need." Marcus waved at the nicely dressed butler and made a swift exit after saying so.

He had a lot to do, and I didn't blame him for leaving. Abigail would work through most of the backlog that accumulated while we were gone, but there would still be a stack of it waiting for my return.

We had been gone for five months after all.

The cold felt good, but it wasn't the same as home. Sure, it was frigid here in November, but not the devastating frigid of home. The snow was a joy to see again, but even that was hard to get excited about.

After Marcus and the butler left, Gabriel was the only one remaining in the room. He was intrigued by the Formation and wanted to watch me put it down.

"Not going out with Austin again?" I poked at him, remembering the state he was in when we first left the City on boats. He and Austin had been in rough shape.

"No, thank you. He's... he's probably out there going even harder after his evolution." Gabriel said.